Com'Era Dov'Era Songtext
von He Said

To our thirst in the west
Runs a hand from the east
The last to relieve
Is an early guess

Com′era dov'era
Does it feel like the first time?


Am I here
To claim your bowls?
I′ve walked for what seems like miles
Is this a shot in the dark?

Com'era dov'era
Does it feel like the first time?

Have you the courage
To make it your last?
To become tense?
With a quite smile


Com′era dov′era
Does it feel like the first time?
Com'era dov′era
Does it feel like the first time?